War in Australia - Townsville

So, the male was finally beginning to give it some of his all, eh? That was one of the first thoughts that had passed through Sing's mind as she observed the fluctuation occurring within the area, but more importantly, The Iramashsa searched within the depths of Cero himself; for she herself felt that surge of energy raise like a roaring dragon to the surface. Therefore, during the time it took for him to summon that energy to reflect back at The Princess, The Devil of Perceptive was more than ready to come at The Valiant Quincy. Although Sing was able to minimize a good deal of the attack with some of her own explosive Chaos Energy, some of the potency of Cero's might was able to finally reach her in these last frantic moments of his; causing burns and scarped to emerge across The Petite Girl's body. Although, instead of a grimace or shout of pain, there was only a smirk across her face as his attacks were able to make an impact; but it wasn't going to stop her will outright. Not after everything that has built up to this point.

"Not a bad attempt, I felt the scorch across my skin. Alas, however, you shall not slay nor stop my efforts here today. As you are aware, I've come far along the way for the will of my father, the will of my organization; but most importantly: for the resolve within myself. I see now what my father so desires against on this battlefield today, I see the blind heroics linding this world into a fire and I see why he loathes the rule of the Soul King, those whom control Earth and anyone who dares to stand in the way of this rebirth. It brings me great sorrow that you've decided to turn down this path along with your impudent leader, but I hope in due time, the wisdom of time enlightens you to the truth of your world. If you take nothing else from my words, hear from my list, implore my warning and take a critical look at the place you call home.

Question your leaders, observe their actions, reflect the outlook their effects have caused on the world and come to your own conclusion on rather or not the stance I lay on now has merit. In due time, as you grow older, you'll soon begin to see the flaws of this system crumble; the corrupt nature of it's people come unveil and hopefully come to a place of understanding myself. You have naivety and youth on your side, so I give you this final push towards the direction of awakening, Quincy Boy."

Speaking these words in a telepathic outcry throughout the area to avoid being struck while in mid-sentence, every ounce of wording that echoed from her mind and to the range of Townsville were nothing but the utter truth from Sing's standpoint. Following The Princess's training in the URE Realm with the likes of her father, the intense physical, mental and ultimately spiritual training that they had underwent caused a change in direction within her thinking. Being with him, feeling his maturity, basking his warmth and hearing his words of wisdom were some of the key factors in this dramatic forward moving stance in Sing's psyche. It was quite the dramatic change and alteration from how her state of mind was. After all, she was moving in a much misguided, undirected and overall disorganized direction before the likes of her father was able to swing her back to the depths of insight. Being separate from him for a majority of her life, a great void within her had been filled by his teachings; so the delayed time they spent with one another within this sacred space was more than cherished being that Sing was in such a state of awe and admiration of her dad.

So as The Devil Of Sound Perception bares her might to the world now, it will be with the fond memories of her beloveds father who assisted her in reaching this plateau in strength. Yet, with a solid mind, comes understanding. It is in this battle, within this fight, on this very day...that she'd make her own stance. These weren't words given to her by the likes of Kin Iramashsa, The Kokuryuteshi or anyone else for that matter. No. These all came from the heart and mind functioning as one to achieve a goal soaring within Sing's heart like a burning phoenix to seeking to claim the sun. The Devil Iramasha was not going to get her strength through leaning on others, nor would she attain it by clinging against her fathers shadow; it was time for her to grasps her own victory, to lead herself to this dream and showcase to her father that his teaching, lessons and understandings of the world were not for nothing.

Thus, she'd ease her mind of doubt, relieve herself of pain and come to a place of unbreaking motivation and determination mentally. This wasn't the time to falter, this was not the moment to weak and it certainly wasn't going to the be the day she broke. NEVER. A flare was blaring within the depths of Sing's soul, a wicked melody that enveloped her entire spirit as her gaze harden in it's intent as she stared down the two Quincy whom opposed her on this battlefield. Ergo, in this time of internal hardening, the fluctuations within Sing's energy came to a swift halt. No longer could they be felt throughout the field like a calamitous twister, but instead, like a steady river of sheer discipline within. Her emotions faded, future more clear and the cause for action all the more unveiled to her. As each of the warriors stand upon the bodies of their long deceased comrades, The Devil understood that for their sake, she'd avenge them no matter what it took.

The sights of this war were coming to a close, so all those that rode her back gave Sing strength she needed to put her mind in a serene place; focused on ending this conflict within the city no matter what stood in her way. And so, the ambience of The Iramasha became harmonized and condensed into nothing but a faint golden radiance around The Princess's body. The body, mind and spirit were aligned; the sun, the moon and the heavens shined down upon Sing as this internal calibration rose to the surface. For what stands before her is nothing more than enemy lays disarrayed, while the internal strife within her soul becomes soothed and made into one. Yes, while he stands a chance at defeating her this day, the disassociation of The Quincy Leader's mind will surely place into The Kokuryuteshi Princess's hands. For a mind at conflict with itself is no match for a mind that is in a tranquil state of being...and she intended to show that on this warfield one way or another.

Snapping back into reality with the parting words of Cero, The Young Quincy was given her undivided attention. Through the connections of their words, the clashing of their fist and inferno working it's way up into The Beast of Sound's core; she understood he was going through his own metamorphosis and required the gentle push in the right direction to not be blinded by this world's blasphemous lies, deceit and nepotism. Hence, The Princess was seen gazing upon him with eyes that gave reverence. No animosity was detected in The Iramashsa's presence, nor was there any visiable signs of deception in that which was spoken. These were sound of the Sacred Melody that roared within Sing's mind coming to make a connection with The Dazed Quincy:

"Do not apologize for your actions, Young One. You've done what you can. The glory of your spirit can only go so far when you are lead by an individual who lacks the knack to lead his people. As I've stated before, I harbor no ill-feelings for the likes of yourself and I'm genuinely relieved you are not one of the mortals I've slain on this day. I sense that your mind is in a state of ascension and that a great change will soon come over you with the wake of this war bringing you to the light that is the reality of this civilization. It's not an easy pill to digest, nor is the road to self-discovery a joyous one.

Yet, no matter which path you decide, I won't influence you to join my side. Rather, I implore you to take this great distress that resonates within you and allow for your psyche to sense the world's truth for your own eyes to unravel. Ye' may be naive as of this moment, but nothing in this universe is absolute. As with all things since the creation of time, you will development, you will transform and one day, perhaps one day soon, you'll have amassed the shift in your intelligence for your mind, body and soul to understand the power that is needed to march forth within this clouded realm we live in."

Having marked those words on The Beast of Sound's consciousness, The Princess desired that on some level or another, these meanings behind the phrases she uttered would sink into hiM. There was still much potential within the Quincy to change. With his youth and disarrayed mind, there will still time to alter his path for the better if he were to simply see the perception of the world's true eye face forward. So with a somber sigh, she'd watch calmly as The Young Warrior darted off from the battle-range as he made his exit from this fight once and for all.

And just like that, with his departure from this clash of colossal forces, The Royal Princess understood that the real battle was going to begin from this moment forward. So, in arrangement with this outcome, the heavens themselves began to darken in nature; the light of the sun surely be fading as nothing but a darkened cloud of thunder roared throughout the area, bringing with it strikes of golden lightning down upon the range as the likes of Sing started to hover above the remaining hole in what was left of Townsville with a steeled expression engraved deep within her face. In queue with this toughened resolve in memories of what she came to do here, the lights behind her golden eyes came to life with amber flare. In spite of this intensity bellowing within herself, however, 'twas not the Devil's spiritual energy causing this change to the vicinity. For if one were to look inward into Sing, her energy was turning more inward than outward as the inner peace within was going to guide her to the victory she so desired to grasp on this day.

Turning her sights to the likes of Hulderic below her, it seemed that the Quincy Leader had more personality alterations than a mentally deranged patient with a case of dissociative identity disorder. Such constant, swift and unnecessary changes in demeanor were nothing more than signs of a person grasping for straws. A being in a chaotic state like The Vandenreich's Owner wasn't going to overcome The Solidified Will of Sing's strength. At this point, she was fighting against nothing more than a shell in her perception of the battle. A man so out of touch with himself, so far gone from the people who leads and utterly disconnected from the world around him; that it was akin to fighting a deeply disturbed individual. In The Princess's mind, she wasn't fighting a man anymore: The Iramasha was merely fighting a ghost of himself. There was nothing to fear, nor' was there anything to get confident about either; for what lays ahead is nothing more than illusion of a spirit and they were meant to be broken.

The time for words coming to an end, Sing merely held her hand outwards and prepared herself to dispel the attempt to repel her own attack against her as The Quincy started getting more brazen in his attacks. Yes, his strength was a mighty one, most likely on par with herself; but this didn't inherently phase The Princess mentally. It gave her an understanding of the depth of his power through the assault launched at him earlier. The intent behind her previous onslaught was simply to gauge where his strength was. This was done in order to better understand what she was dealing with and sensing a power on par with Bankai, it was clear to her he was becoming more serious-minded in this fight. Yet, there was something utterly missing in his spirit. A sense of...weakness...beneath this overpowering persona his body constantly tries to shines, the eyes of The Devil of Perception simply sees the male as a spirit at war with itself. It was almost...sad...in her mind. So blinded by his ways, utterly engulfed within his pursuit of power; there was nothing but hollowness throughout his presence. The flow of his life force...was empty.

In line with this thinking, the only way to break through the fog of the morning is to pierce through it with your own hands. So no more fancy tricks would be used, nor extravagant displays of power. The only thought that surged through The Iramasha's being was defeating this enemy, overcoming this challenge and proving through her actions that her intentions were worth considering, had depth and ultimately value to them. Unlike Hulderic, the moves made by The Princess were not ones at showcasing her power; but the potency of what she stood upon. He'd learn that soon enough in his own way.

"No." In a quiet and collected voice, this was all the sound that was needed to cancel out the static of Hulderic's melody. Controlling the flow of time around her attack, she'd move her finger in one swift motion to simply implode the attack outright before it had a chance to be manipulated again; greatly crippling his attack against her. More than that? The destructive effects it was meant to unleashes on the land when it was in control of Sing simply vanished with the emptiness of her force fading away from that collection of fury dissipating. "HMPH!" Was all the sound needed, as Sing's eyes levitated for a moment and an force generated from her energy served as a short lived barrier to prevent the effects from Hulderic's Impact Blut effecting any further than a eight hundred meter radius. There was no impressive show of light, nor any kind of release; it was simply her force stopping this effect as she watched the landscape get flattened further within this contained dome; mentally sighing in relief that the rest of the vicinity was spared, but keeping her guard further up. For at this point, there was no doubt in her mind that if left uncheck the individual was seemly hellbent on destroying this country if he were unable to get his way in this city.

Meanwhile, the shockwave that rained down on her body was enough for her to feel the impact of The Quincy Leader, but not enough to make her fall. It was...bizarre. Yes, this attack had made contact with Sing and she could feel her body radiating a strange warmth; but it wasn't pain. Somehow, through this tranquil state of mind, the infliction of his attack was numbed by her will. Through her perception of the individual, yes, this was nothing more than a hollow sensation in line with the male's void feeling. It made the Devil ponder if this was an effect from her ability as nothing but smoked radiated off the The Iramasha's body as slight bruises and minor burns were seen on her body, but she still stood her ground appearing calm and unaffected. Tapping her forehead, she'd sacrifice some of her Chaos Energy to make these flesh wounds fade away in a illuminating golden light before exhaling a placid sigh.

Twisting her headphone, there was only one route to take with the series of arrows heading towards her path: destruction. Channeling herself in the melodies within the range, she'd soon begin to hold her hands outwards in each direction before saying these enchanting words: "Melody Of Dissolution, Dissolve All Before Me~" Tapping into the vibrations on a physical and metaphysical plane, Sing activated her Sacred Melody in order break down the structure of all of Hulderic's Arrow's on the field through means of disintegration. How was this possible? Through her subjective reality, she brings sounds to life. By this blessing, the composition associated with an eroding attribute was simple enough for her to master and unleash in the world in the form of this distorted sound that echoed throughout the lands; rendering these attacks into nothing but ash as they'd have no effect on Sing nor the environment around them.

Holding her hands together as if she were praying, Sing let out a heavy breath as the skies themselves began to tear up; pounding the lands below in a torrential rain. This explosive storm of rain did not disturb The Princess, however. It brought her relaxation, peace of mind and eased the pressure in her body; giving way to her core radiating a sensation akin to fluid of the water that flooded her surroundings. In this world, in this universe; she was nothing but transcendent and lucid, being able to mend herself at fluently like a droplet of water streaming down a coursing river. "Break the space - Spatial Warp." Tearing apart the structure of her being, all that transpired within these moments were gushing in a flash of movements. Within a matter of milliseconds, Sing bursted into existence before Hulderic's location and attempted to have her arm teleport itself into his chest. Once there? She'd tap once on his heart to dissolve a piece of his internals to cause a critical impact on him. There wasn't a doubt in her mind that through the might of The Quincy Leader's power summoned, he wouldn't be killed so easily; but through the nature of Sing's powers, this wouldn't be something to be shrugged off either.

Utilizing that power once to disintegrate a piece of The Royal Quincy's heart, she aimed to cause a moderate deal of damage to him in order to leave an impacting blow to make him cough up blood, bring down his energy levels a smidge and hopefully have the one-up on him in the form of surprise with this attack. Arriving in this place of their fight, the entirety of Sing's perception of Hulderic started to morph before her very eyes as her Iramasha Class was awakening and pumping within The Princess's veins as life. More and more, this farce the individual put up seemed further excavated to her point of view. Who was this man? Was he the arrogant child before? The stubborn male from before? Or the decrepit force that stands before her now? Attempting to decipher the sounds that bellowed out from the heart of Hulderic's melody, this sensation of a great chasm increased and it seemed as if the foe who stood before her was a mass of void nature.

"Void Melody - Pierce The Soul." Every word spoken out of Sing was errirely low-ley, soothing and quiet. The fibers within The Princess's being were all but fixated on breaking through this one man as her perception of him contorted further; resulting in the widening of her eyes, not as a means of shock nor surprise, but the expansion of the barren stare as she peered into Hulderic's soul. It was reflecting that disbalance, that barren sensation and the overwhelming sense of emptiness that radiated within The Devil's thoughts as they engaged in serious combat. And soon, this mirror of her gaze would be emulated in her fist.

What was the primary focus in Void Melody? This song reproduced the null perception of Sing's Iramasha Class as she perceived Hulderic further and peered into the what she understood of his nature from her accumulation of knowledge up until now. Therefore, each of these strikes unleashed in the mid points of his arms, wrist, head, throat and soon his whole body were meant to phase through his physical being. Instead? It was going to target his internals and energized being as, if they were allowed to make their hits, it would seem as if a ghost itself was striking against the likes of the Quincy King.

The first signs of it's potency would show in the fact that his muscular structure, dense bones, organs and other similar body parts within him had the skyrocketing possibility of feeling pain and damage. Through her overwhelming speed, when used in conjunction with the teleportation technique of the Iramasha, posed an extremely high chance of making at least one or two critical marks and multitude minor hits. These would take root in the fact that he'd potentially feel his bones beginning to crack, organs starting to rapture, muscles tearing in two and a burning sensation of agony roaring in his body as she tried to cut through him.

As well, the impact done to his flow of energy may very well begin to take hold of his body. No, she was not trying to constrict it, control it or otherwise subdue it. Instead, through being an expert partitioner in energy based combat, The Princess was attempting to dissipate that energy and make it eradicated. Like most of her attacks, and the nature of her ability, she did not foresee a complete negation or total effect had on the Quincy. Instead, a middle point was going to be made in order to try and inflict moderate damage on the male. The sensation of his power leaving him may very well come to the surface as they would attempt be reduced to nothing more than steam in the wind as she corroded his energy and turned it into nothingness; hopefully being unable to be saved or even manipulated by herself further if allowed to enter this state. The most she was hoping for was a quarter to ten percent of his strength leaving him; hearing the mutterings of the word "Seventy" exit his mouth earlier.

Nevertheless, the more important factor in all of this was that through the display of his time ability earlier, Sing was utilizing a form of RAPID Chaos Warp throughout the range she was fighting Huldleric. One it's first effects? If she were fighting a clone, her spatial coordinated with the true essence of the Quincy King's energy to hopefully infinitely direct her to the direction of The Might Rulers location if her perception were deceived. This was to have a chance at avoiding striking a dummy. The second? To prevent any further disruption of her abilities, throughout the range they were encased in, Sing constantly set the course of time to it's original state at an insane rate of speed to prevent him from using that ability until one of her attacks had made it's impact on him. Through her superior speed, she was going to jam that power outright to the best of her racial ability.

Should his decimating defenses get in the way? The phasing of her attacks on a dimensional layer were more than enough to move past them and attempt to strike him internally to evade that. The overall objectives of this assault was to break down the structure of these attacks, phase them into his body if he were to be in the way of them and corrode him and damage him. Meanwhile, the more than catamnestic source of energy that lay within Sing was ready to release it's contents on the vicinity around them and on Hulderic's own body in the form of a mystic heat throughout the area; ready to unleash a vaporizing effect upon any means of attack against her to fry surprise strikes on her; occurring before the time she had even reach his vicinity. It also meant that if his Blut were to go into effect on a defensive mode, it yielded the strength needed to at least melt through it's external defenses while the internal means of her attack doubly impacted his being.

The pieces now set into motion across the field, the only thing left to do was harden her guard and await to see the results of her rebellion against The King of Quincy. The screams of the heavens stormed the land before them, the rains increased in quantity and the winds themselves gusted with such fury as their fight entered into it's critical stage. No longer was this the outspoken girl that had entered this fight, instead....The True Devil of Perception was awakened in light of this threat and in the invoking of all that she stood for. Hearting beating with such intensity, the stream of her conscious was only but a focused river; streaming the course to fight this individual through a concerted power of will and body. A befitting change for someone of beings of their stature, no?